murmured Anstey.

"Laura looked down to hide a few tears," continued Greg. "But
she brushed them away and looked up smiling. 'I'm sorry, sorry,
sorry for Dick's temporary annoyance,' was what Laura said. 'But
of course I know such deceit would be impossible in him, so I
shall stay here until I know that the Military Academy authorities
and the whole world realize how absurd such a suspicion must be.'"

"She's going to remain here?" faltered Dick.

"All three of 'em are. They couldn't be driven off the reservation
by a file of infantry, just now. But both of the girls insisted on
sending you a note. Which will you have first?"

"Don't trifle with me, Greg," begged Prescott.

Anstey rose to go.

"Don't take yourself off, Anstey old fellow. Just pardon me while
I read my notes."

Dick read Laura's note through, thrilling with the absolute faith
that it breathed:

"Dear Dick: Don't be uneasy about us, and don't worry about yourself,
either. I couldn't express what I think about the charges, without
having a man's license of speech! But you know all that I would
write you. Just keep up the good old Gridley grit and smile for
a few days. We are going to be here to attend that court-martial,